unsent draft messages

Jaan, I hold the memories close:
In the pause between breaths,
In the stillness between thoughts,
In the calm between moments.

I whisper your name—
How long since it danced on my lips?
How long since my heart skipped to its mention?

This self-inflicted torment—
Disrupting a sunny day,
Disturbing a mind seeking solace.

Oh, to forget it all:
The pain of losing you, yesterday,
The dread of remembering you, tomorrow…

*Jaan = Urdu / Hindi term of endearment meaning life